Could He, as the Grandfather Generation, Put Up with This?

Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, Ox Clan.

That was his master's ancestral home, and the place guarded by his father, Saint Niu Ba.

There should be movement over there soon, right?

Just as Huang Tian thought this, deep within the distant southern Primordial Wilderness, amid the vast, demon-qi-soaring Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, a pair of ox eyes as enormous as suns abruptly opened within a sacred land shrouded in endless chaos qi.

"Hm? My son's disciple is being bullied?"

Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, Ox Clan Sacred Land.

This was the ancestral land of the Chaos Azure Ox clan. Ever since Niu Ben had become the Mystic Gate Guardian and Lord of the Netherworld Underworld, this place had been enveloped by a supreme Formation, becoming a blessed land independent of the Primordial Wilderness.

At the center of the sacred land, an indescribably enormous azure ox was sprawled atop a Divine Mountain, sleeping soundly.

Every breath he took made the void tremble. Vast quantities of chaos qi were inhaled through his nostrils, then expelled as pure spiritual qi, nourishing this world.

He was Niu Ba, Niu Ben's father—the Ox Clan's leader, who had now relied upon a Saint Crystal to prove the Dao and become a Saint.

At this moment, the Saint who had just been savoring in his dreams the Innate Spiritual Fruit he had "borrowed" from his son last time suddenly opened eyes larger than stars.

"Damn it, which blind fool dared bully my great-grandson's disciple?"

Niu Ba's muffled voice was like hundreds of millions of thunderclaps exploding at once, making the entire sacred land hum and quake.

Though he had become a Saint, his temper remained as fiery and straightforward as ever.

By his simple logic, Niu Ben was his son, and Niu Ben's disciple, Yang Jian, rounded up to